Simply tweet the word “inventory” and you’ll get a random list of objects.

The adventurer stands before his prize.

His long journey began many days ago, when he owned nothing but a shilling and a fused, ninety-ohm bedistor.

For months he wandered through hostile territory, fending off aggressive enemies and vicious woodland creatures, scavenging his defeated foes for more useful objects, and slowly building his private hoard of gold coins to finally purchase the shiny scroll allowing him to learn the spell permitting him to cast the Flexible Black Circle.

The spell granted him access to this room, cleverly hidden behind a false wall in a dusty closet. Rumor had it the owner of this house had been a skilled alchemist; what wealth he must have had on his person to hide himself here in a futile last stand!